FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

He passed the point of exhaustion hours ago. Hours? Or had it been days? The sergal couldn't tell at this point. The explorer couldn't tell how long it had been since this beast tracked him down and pounced him to the ground, how long it had been since he had felt his tight hole get split open by that massive breeding tool. He wanted to say that his cunt had gone numb ages ago. He wanted to say that he felt nothing, that his slit, forced to its absolute limits couldn't feel that throbbing cock as it rammed into his body, those full length thrusts hollowing out his insides. But no. He could still feel every explosive jab from that gigantic alien shaft as it plowed his entrance open. Every splurt and drip of blazing hot precum from those cumslits lining the underside of its shaft, each successive grind into his snatch drawing out more of those fertile fluids.., Those streams of dangerous juices wetting the way for faster, stronger, even -deeper- pounds into his depths, every last bestial grind thudding wetly against his stalwart cervix, his last line of defense. His womb was the only thing that was still his.

The sergal was broken. It had happened ages ago. His body having given up the fight long before his mind had. But now both were gone were long gone. He belonged to this creature, this alpha Akrid.. Huffing and gasping on the ground beneath it, heavy blush on his blue muzz and low, slutty moans forced out of him with every thrust spreading his cunny taut, the unfortunate pet knew his place. It owned him. And he knew it. Each and every smooth, forceable slide of that dripping alien meat only cemented that fact deeper into his mind. It didn't matter if he loved it or hated it. This was his role now. His alpha had broken his mind and his body, it had an honorable claim on his body. And the sergal accepted that.

It was coming to an end, he knew it in the back of his mind. He felt those throbs intensify and his Alpha's thrusts double in speed and raw power. And suddenly, with a half pained yelp half lustful croon, the beast breached into his inner santum. -POP-, throb, throb, -Throb-, -THROB- The monster's elongated tip popped into his warm garden, and, without a sound coming from its toothy alien maw, started seeding the receptive sergal. The blue pet moaned out as he felt that white hot seed start dribbling into his womb, the slow leak spreading a light layer of warmth into his lower belly. But then he felt something shift. With a confused gasp from the sergal, the alien's cock tip sprung open, tendrils digging into the back walls of his womb, locking into place and pulling his cervix wide open in a pained stretch. He yelped in a mix of pain and forced, unadulterated, -orgasmic- pleasure as the true seeding began. With brutal breeding finality, the alien gushed into the sergal's womb with lances of blazing hot, overly fertile cream. It felt almost like tar, those intense gushes sticking to whatever surface they landed on and slowly dripping down to pool in the center of his pure bastion, tainting it forever with heavy stellar batter. Each throbbing pulse gushed more and more into his sauna, filling it up with an unending load of genetic sludge, direct and fresh from whatever served as the alien's internal testicles. Vocal chords exhausted and voice cracking, the sergal could only whine out weakly as he was well and truly bred like the animal his Alpha deemed him as, only good for getting filled and railed raw.

By the time the creature was done filling him up the sergal's belly was lightly extended. Plumped out, and well stuffed, he panted with exhaustion. Eyes drifting shut, he could only feel as his alpha slid out of his womb, smoothly and slowly extracting itself from his tenderized tunnel. Cumslits almost scraping against his abused hole and cocktip pulled back to its former orientation, that shaft felt never ending as it pulled out from his hole. But eventually it came to an end. With one last tug the alien popped its cock from his slit. The sergal's entrance quickly tightened back as it gently dripped the monster's pre, but his cunny was probably ruined for life, settling on a light gape as it pulsed with his heartbeat.

Collapsing to the ground in exhaustion and feeling his consciousness finally start to drift away, he heard the monster claw its way over to his front. The last thing he felt before succumbing to the sweet release of lost reality was a dull pressure around his back and the sensation of being lifted up. The crunching footsteps of his alpha as he was carried away was a weird sort of music to his ears. And then, with that, he gave in to sleep.